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Who: two nerds and you
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: now!

[ The audio comes on sharply, but everything is still dark as two people discuss their situation.]

Is that the camera? Can you get it to work?

I - think so? Here, push this --

I am pushing it, Hank. I thought you knew about these from that show you keep watching. Space Trek?

It's Star Trek and that isn't exactly - you know, the same thing as this.

Right. . . . Wait, I think I see something on the side.

[ And the video flickers on, the red light glowing softly. It focuses on two men. One in a wheelchair and the other right next to him, peering curiously at the camera before they step back satisfied. ]

Well, that’s over and done with. Hello to anyone who might be out there. My name is Charles Xavier and this is Hank McCoy. Apparently we’ve been kidnapped again, by an unknown force again for some mysterious reason.

[muttered:] Again. [and louder] So if anyone would be kind enough to explain exactly what's going on, we'd appreciate it. You have our thanks in advance.

But do keep it pertinent.

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Other than that, I've got sort of a guide here for the new people, if you're interested.

I certainly wouldn't mind one. I'm sure Hank would appreciate it as well.

Okay, I'm not messing around enough to send this twice, so you two are going to have to share.

[There's shuffling sounds, and eventually, Charles' communicator will buzz with a document.]

Thank you.

[ Time to briefly skim the info dump. ]

No problem. Just let me know if you have any questions.

I will. But I think we should be fine.

[ Erik's been here for a month - he'll fill in the gaps. ]

Yeah.

There's been a few from the castle who aren't here now- Magpie and Lark, from my team. Opal from Henwen and Blade from Epona are here, too. And there's a few others who... They're the same people as people from the castle, but they don't remember being there.

[ Hm. That was odd, but probably not that unsettling. Anyone who has avoided being in the library was better off, easily. ]

That's probably for the best, isn't it?

It's a little frustrating, honestly.

I can imagine.

[ But being forgotten doesn't bother him as much as knowing someone escaped to a better reality. ]

Yeah.

... Any other questions?

[ He shakes his head. ]

No. Thank you for all your help, Nightingale.

No problem. I'll see you around.